Write a song with your life?The whole network begged me not to die!

Chapter 8 Created half of the songs, and the meaning is still unfinished!
Xu Yao thinks she is in good spirits.

But when I started, I realized that my body was too weak.

Thinking back to my previous life, I was in good health since I was a child, and I never got sick.

Unexpectedly, after coming to this world, he started to suffer from terminal illness.

Especially the hands, as if they were not his own, it was very difficult to control them.

"Sister Yaoyao, why don't you rest first and write when you have more energy."

Duan Ying choked up and said, looking at her, it seemed like she was about to cry.

She shook her head slightly, and continued writing without stopping her hand.

Wei Jingke originally came here with a purpose.

In his eyes, anyone can take advantage of him as long as he can help him.

So what if you bowed your head to her?
He has been scrambling in this world since he was a child, and he has long cultivated a slick mind.

But at this moment, seeing Xu Yao like this is still writing songs.

A sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.

Li Ming stared at Xu Yao on the hospital bed, and gently pushed his glasses.

He has met many people outside.

Xiang Xu Yao is the most respected person who is physically and mentally strong.

Only a person like him can write a heart-pounding melody.

Standing at the door, Zhang Jie was the one farthest away from Xu Yao.

It can be seen from his actions that he repelled him at the beginning.

From his gaze, Xu Yao's pale face frowned from time to time.

The movement of the hand is also difficult to write a word or two, and then pause.

It takes a while before we can continue.

But this kind of continuation can't last long, and I have to stop and rest again.

Repeatedly, the time required is ten times longer than that of normal people.

It took her almost an hour to write the content that could be written in a few minutes.

During this hour, the hearts of the surrounding people were also tightly gripped.

They had a very tacit understanding and didn't make a sound, nor did they move around.

Like a frozen portrait, I am afraid that other sounds will affect her creation.

What hurts me the most is Mao Buyi, who knows the details of her body, and a kind of nurses.

Seeing Xu Yao getting more and more depressed, they regretted it very much.

If they had known that this group of people was such a torture, they shouldn't have let them in.

"Sorry, I may not be able to hold on."

At this moment, Bi slipped from Xu Yao's hand and rolled along the table to the ground, making a crisp sound.

She leaned on the hospital bed and slowly closed her eyes.

"Xu Yao!"

"Sister Yaoyao!"

"Quick! Call the doctor!"

A medical team composed of Du Mingfeng and other doctors soon appeared in the ward.

Duan Ying came in front of Wei Jingke and the others.

"It's all because of you, I shouldn't have let you stay here."

"You are not welcome in the ward, get out now!"

Wei Jingke felt ashamed, and said apologetically, "I'm leaving, we'll leave right away."

After speaking, he took the song that Xu Yao had written just now, and immediately walked out.

Before he had time to take a look, he could just go out and have a look.

In the ward, the sound of rescue sounded.

Medical staff are busy with each other.

Mao Buyi was worried and prayed.

Xu Yao, I haven't sung the new song you wrote for me, and you haven't heard it yet.

You must be fine.

You must wake up and listen to me sing to you!

In the garden of the hospital.

Wei Jingke led Li Ming and Zhang Jie to stop in a remote courtyard.

Li Ming said angrily, "Director Wei, Miss Xu hasn't woken up yet, so it wouldn't be good for us to just leave like this?"

Wei Jingke ignored it, but picked up the song.

There are not only lyrics, but also sheet music.

It's just not finished.

Wei Jingke said: "Who said I'm leaving, I'm not here to see how the songs she wrote..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes slowly widened.

It was as if he was shocked by the song in his hand.

It is rare for Li Ming to see Wei Jingke's expression like this: "You...you are?"

Li Ming walked over, reached out and took the song for a closer look.

He also knows music, otherwise it would be impossible to hold a music show with Wei Jingke.

When he saw the song, he was taken aback.

"Good! Good song!"

Li Ming was very pleasantly surprised, "Zhang Jie, our wish to become a hit has a chance to come true!"

Zhang Jie frowned slightly, not quite believing what they said.

In the past, when they went outside to get songs, they also looked excited.

Said to be an instant hit song.

When he saw it, he felt very disappointed.

His requirements are not generally high, nor can ordinary songs satisfy him.

What he wants is a song that is very representative, charming, and touching.

This is one of the main reasons why he entered the music industry.

If it can't be achieved, he would rather quit the music circle!

In Zhang Jie's mind, Xu Yao's appearance when he was writing songs appeared.

No matter how well she writes.

To be able to write songs in such a dangerous situation.

He has a deep understanding of this love.

So, Zhang Jie went up and took the song list.

On a piece of white paper, at a glance, it looks like an earthworm crawling.

If they hadn't seen Xu Yao's physical condition with their own eyes.

He will throw this paper away as waste paper.

Zhang Jie followed the score above and sang word by word.

—Maybe the memory fell into the sea
——Maybe some past events can’t come back
——maybe the years will steal away the waiting
——Love for a long time may be separated
——We love the present together
-we have been replaced by others
- We all have similar regrets
——So drifting in the sea of ​​people together
……

The melody of the lyrics is gentle, expressing the difficulties faced by emotions.

Zhang Jie's deep voice brought the melody of the lyrics to the extreme.

Just after singing a few lines, he felt his blood boil and his heart beat faster.

……

——The lingering haze

- let me bury you

——The appearance of you who cried all night
——It has been planted in my mind ever since
——Dialogue under the moon

- just like a child

- You asked me several times what it was

……

Emotions are drawn and guided little by little.

Also at this moment, came the climax point.

……

--this is Love

--this is Love

--this is Love

--this is Love

--this is Love

……

Zhang Jie's voice became higher and higher along with the score.

His emotions also became hot at this moment, and his life seemed to be burning.

Wei Jingke and Li Ming looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

This song is really suitable for Zhang Jie!
It's almost tailor-made for him!
Yes.

What Xu Yao said was to write songs for him!

Isn't this written for him?

A few very simple words.

Relying on his skills, it resounded throughout the hospital.

Two people can hold on.

All because of love.

When Xu Yao was tortured by illness.

The reason why I can keep writing.

It is also because of her love of singing!
"Keep going! Keep singing!" Wei Jingke looked at Zhang Jie who had stopped suddenly, and hurriedly urged.

Zhang Jie gritted his teeth and said regretfully, "There is no more!"

Li Ming said: "She did her best to write this half of the song."

Wei Jingke said: "No, no, how can we do it? We have to wait here for her to wake up and let her make up the second half."

"I'll wait here, you all go back." Zhang Jie said suddenly.

"Isn't it better for us to be together?" Wei Jingke said.

Zhang Jie glanced at them in disgust: "You are too noisy! It will affect her rest!"

(End of this chapter)